Weekend update

“American Idol” fans upset that Chris Daughtry’s Thursday show at the White Rabbit is sold out may have another option — if they don’t mind an Austin road trip. The Vin Diesel-esque singer and his band are also performing Friday at Stubb’s BBQ in what was originally supposed to be an indoor show. Ticket demand has caused them to live dangerously — they’re moving the show to the outdoor amphitheater. Here’s the link for ticket info.

All-star liaison

There was the obligatory courtside shot of Eva Longoria last night at the NBA’s All-Star Defense-Free Dunkathon in Las Vegas. What was odd is that she was seated next to Mary J. Blige, the Queen of Hip-Hop Soul, who wowed ’em at the Grammys last week. Eva was talking animatedly and Blige was listening. I’d like to think she was explaining the intricacies of the pick-and-roll as taught to her by her all-star beau, Tony Parker. I’m guessing a July wedding in Paris might have been the more likely topic.

Grammar nightmares

At the risk of sounding like your pain-in-the-butt English teacher, there’s a reason he or she harps on grammar. Here are three examples I found over the weekend of people who didn’t pay attention:

1. If you’re going to hold up a sign on TV for all the world to see, you might want to have someone proof it first. For some reason, I found myself watching pro bowling Sunday on ESPN — specifically, the Go RVing Classic in Council Bluffs, Iowa (it was a slow sports weekend). Someone tried to show his support for hall of famer (and tournament runner-up) Parker Bohn III by holding up a sign that declared, “Parker, your the man.”

2. It’s even worse if you’re trying to be cute and blow it. I don’t remember the exact wording, but at the same bowling tournament, some would-be joker in the audience held up a sign that identified him to be the father of Anna Nicole Smith’s child. Only he wrote something like, “I’m Anna Nicole’s babies daddy.” Actually, the wording in itself is pretty convincing evidence.

3. I played in a volleyball tournament at a San Antonio middle school Saturday. The restrooms next to the gym were marked “Girl’s” and “Boy’s.” This wasn’t some handwritten note — they were permanent nameplates, with the Braille and everything. It must be tough to go to a school that allows only one girl or boy at a time in the bathroom.